When Agnes spilled those beans, everyone freaked out.
Sure, Agnes was a fresh face who rocketed to stardom overnight, but how did she have the guts to say something like that?
For the past decade, Mamie had been racking up awards left and right, bagged the best actress title three years in a row, and was universally regarded as the queen of the entertainment industry.
Agnes throwing down this gauntlet was just asking for trouble.
A smirk crossed Mamie's face.
"Agnes, are you sure you want to gamble with me?"
Even Ivan seemed caught off guard: "Agnes, don't be rash."
But Agnes brushed him off, saying firmly, "I want to bet with you. But if both of us lose, we wipe the slate clean, and you stop hassling me."
Mamie gave a cold and arrogant laugh, "If I don't win, I'll retire and leave the entertainment industry for good."
With that, Mamie turned on her heel and left.
The onlookers all felt a pang of regret. These two were just too impulsive. They were basically gambling with their futures.
And anyone could see that Agnes was digging her own grave.
In the CEO's office.
Ivan said, "Why did you have to be so impulsive? I could have helped you deal with the issue between you and Mamie."
Beatrice was here? Agnes frowned.
She headed to the CEO's office, not bothering to knock, just pushed the door open.
Jared was writing something, then tore off a piece of paper and handed it to Beatrice.
Beatrice took the paper, thrilled: "Jared, you're so generous! Our whole family is so grateful. Agnes is so lucky to have married you."
Jared's voice was cold: "If there's nothing else, you can leave now."
Beatrice's voice became even more coquettish: "Jared, I waited two hours for you in the secretarial department, and now you're in such a hurry to get rid of me? I haven't eaten yet today, I'm starving. Can you take me out for a meal?"
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